Filtered Against Evil
Dear Superkid, Superboy, and Action Man:
Would any of you brilliant people be willing to baby-sit a couple of gentle and pleasant dinosaurs while I sweep my overwhelmed fiance away for a few days?
Dear Cyborg and SuperClauds (cause I haven't given you a superhero name yet):
I am escaping. BRB. And by brb, I mean in like...four days maybe. Give or take.